Seventy-One Knives Are Broken Again
Looking at those zombies, the blood is mixed with brains, and it is thick like yogurt, and the brain tissue is the fruit oranges added to the yogurt.
So An Ran has no way of distinguishing what is a fruit orange...brain tissue and what is a diamond with the naked eye. She has to pinch the particles with her fingers to feel it.
Holding the knife, Hu Jiao was doing psychological construction for himself, while plucking up the courage to walk into the door, he happened to see An Ran squatting on the ground, in a large pool of black, asphalt-like viscous liquid, touching the white White and tender brain tissue.
She was stunned for a moment, unable to hold back, turned around, bent over against the wall, and vomited.
An Ran put down the brain flower that was twisting in her hand, picked up a diamond and put it in her pocket, turned her head, looked at Hu Jian's back, didn't speak, just got up, wiped her hand on her clothes, pointed A large pot of green plants placed on the edge of the escalator said to Hu Frame:
"Help me move this pot of trees to the ward, thank you."
An Ran didn't know what kind of tree it was, and the tree was stained with the brains of many zombies. Black yogurt was dripping on the green leaves, and there were bits of bone in the yogurt.
An Ran just felt that the tree was always blocking her. If she accidentally kicked it over, it would not be very good. She felt inexplicably bullying the tree, so she simply moved to her ward. Forget it.
While vomiting, Hu Jiao turned around and made an "OK" gesture to An Ran. The sound of her vomiting also attracted some zombies on the escalator to find the right direction to climb up. Kill her zombies.
When Hu Jiao finally held back his vomiting, he turned around and ran away with the tree An Ran instructed. After being trimmed cleanly, Hu Jiao hugged the big potted plant all the way and went back to the ward. Just as he put the potted plant on the ground, he found that there was a zombie's brain stem in the place covered by the leaves.
She couldn't help lying on the ground and started retching. Before she finished vomiting, An Ran pushed open the door and came in. Hu Jia pointed at the brain white on the leaves. .
The doll slept just right. She is not as easy to wake up as she was a few days ago. Basically, she can sleep for an hour and a half. This may be due to the separation from Hewen. The two children no longer wake each other up. Things to do plummeted, and sleep a lot better.
But her face was ruddy or not, so she couldn't tell. Anyway, there was black blood all over An Ran's face, and she didn't wipe it away.
"Why did you come back?"
Hu Jiao, who was behind him, finished vomiting, got up and walked to An Ran's side, raised his hand, and wiped his mouth with a tissue on the bedside table of his 17th bed, looked at the knife in An Ran's hand, and asked again:
"Is the knife broken again?"
"Well, it's useless." An Ran tucked the doll's quilt, raised the fruit knife in his hand that had been slashed crookedly, and said to Hu Jian, "I'm afraid you'll have to find a few more knives."
The best is a scalpel, but the operating room is on the top floor. Before the safety hazard on the third floor is resolved, it is impossible for An Ran to go to the top floor to kill zombies. As she feels more and more powerful in killing zombies, An Ran feels more and more that the knife is in her hand. The most important thing, if there is a scalpel as a weapon now, it will definitely be much better than a fruit knife.